Don't panic, the leader of rebirth

Wu Chen looked at the image on the stone slab. The story on the slate tells the development process of a tribe becoming a city, just like the current Yanbei. It gradually developed from a thousand-member tribe, and when it became stronger, this tribe annexed all the surrounding tribes. Then it becomes a city, destroys the surrounding cities, and becomes a country.

Seeing this, Wu Chen first thought that it was the city of Zhongzhou. He licked his lips and said, "This image should represent the witches of the tribe. You see, this picture is for sacrifice."

The two of them hadn't finished discussing the murals when they heard a voice, "Follow me." A man in white clothes came out of the hall, his footsteps made no sound, like a ghost, he came suddenly .

Walking on the marble floor, you can vaguely see your own figure from the ground. The huge brazier in the hall is placed on the huge white stone pillars on both sides. The flames are burning fiercely, and the sparks are jumping, as if they are about to fly out of the brazier.

There are no so-called statues of gods, because this is the custom of ancient countries. Although they already have superb carving skills, they never carve statues of gods.

God - is a magical existence, he has no face, he should not be a human being.

In this gorgeous temple, there is such a statue, which stands strangely. This statue's battle robe flutters, and there is no joy, anger, sorrow or joy in his eyes. He seems to be exhausted from a battle just now, and he has just led his people to defeat formidable enemy.

The stone mural that he saw just now in front of the gate came to Yue Lin's mind. This statue should be the man who founded this country in that story. The face of the statue could not be seen clearly due to the passage of time. Yue Lin felt a little admired in his heart. this man.

Under such difficult conditions, defeating all the surrounding city-states and establishing such a country, and now this country is above everyone, even if this person dies, he will still be firmly remembered by the people of Carthage. Enjoy the same treatment as ancestor gods in this temple.

What will Yanbei become in the hands of himself and Wu Chen?

A city is enough.

Everyone was respectful, just like the ministers of the early and early dynasties in ancient China, they stood in an orderly manner in the hall of the main hall, Yue Lin and Wu Chen stood at the end, probably because it was a new city, and their status was naturally ranked behind other cities .

Cang He was only standing slightly in front of Yue Lin and the others, and looked a bit lonely and depressed from the back.

When I came here last time, I was just a kid standing beside my father, but now I actually represent Rab City to participate in this pilgrimage, Cang He said in his heart that he would not have the same five flavors and bitterness.

The old man was holding a wooden board with a piece of snow-white paper on it. He walked up to the high platform in a senile manner, squinted his cloudy eyes and glanced down for a while, then opened his wrinkled mouth tremblingly.

He didn't see waves in his eyes, he just sketched on the paper calmly and abnormally. After a while, he called out, "Who... are you from that city?"

Following the direction of the old man's finger, he pointed straight at Yue Lin and Wu Chen.

Wu Chen frowned, with a bad look on his face, Yue Lin quickly pulled Wu Chen's hand.

"We are from Yanbei City, and I am the city lord of Yanbei City."

Wu Chen was unusually tall among this group of people, with a heroic look on his brows, and his whole body was as sharp as a knife.

The old man nodded slightly, and said in an indifferent voice: "Where is the Lord of Xiangsui?"

"The Lord Xiangsui is dead." The attendant who led the crowd into the temple whispered in the old man's ear.

Wu Chen stepped forward slowly, frowning, he didn't believe that this person really didn't know that Xiangsui City had already ceased to exist because of slave rebellion, he said quietly: "Only Yanbei, not Xiangsui."

The old man in wine-red witch clothes stared at Wu Chen for a while, then looked down at the paper in his hand, his eyes were confused, he pulled the little witch beside him and asked, "Aren't Pample and Pu Luo here?"

I only heard the little witch say: "Pambole and Puluo have been controlled by Wu Chan..."

Hearing Wu Chan's name, a cold look flashed in the old man's eyes, like a poisonous snake looking fierce when it finds its prey, and then he sneered and said: "Even if he has two cities, he should come to Carthage to worship, it seems that someone It has been forgotten that the dignity of Carthage is inviolable."

The little witch gave a mocking smile, but she was filled with contempt in her heart.

Who doesn't know that Wugui's family was destroyed, and you contributed the most?If Wu Chan dares to come back, the old man will probably be the first to catch Wu Chan and kill him, and let Wu Chan worship Carthage, unless there is something wrong with his head...

Otherwise, who would run back and throw themselves into the trap?

Wu Xiang is from Carthage, so Wu Chan, Wu Xiang's elder brother, is also from here, but for some reason, they left here, and it seems that the other party hates them very much. The situation, regarding the marshal competition, many people fled the ancient country of Carthage because of this, and had to be displaced in other cities. Wu Xiang and Wu Chan should also be because of this incident.

The pilgrimage ceremony was so simple that Yue Lin couldn't believe it, and then a little witch took Yue Lin and Wu Chen to visit the temple.

Yuelin is not very interested in visiting the ancient culture here, but this building has surpassed Yuelin's understanding of this era. The top floor in the middle of this witch temple is hollowed out. If it rains from the sky, it can fall directly, which makes Yuelin Lin thought of Wu Chan's home, which seemed to have the same structure.

"Why isn't it closed here, isn't it troublesome when it rains?"

Little Wu explained with a smile on his pretty face: "Because Wu only said that if you put the roof on and you can't see the sky, then the gods can't see us either. The ancestor gods must be watching us from the sky, so don't put the roof on. Regardless of the wind and rain, it is a treasure given by the ancestor god."

"This way we can get closer to the gods."

Witch?

Is it a unique name for Carthage?

In the night, Yue Lin and Cang He sat at the same table, eating.

"I said, do we come to Carthage just to worship the gods?" Yue Lin was a little speechless. Although he had been in Carthage these days, he basically had nothing to do. One, except for the old man who appeared when the worship was organized that day, I learned the identity of the old man from Xiao Wu.

He is a witch with some status in the temple, and also the head of a noble family.

Cang He shook his head and explained: "I have asked my father this question before, the pilgrimage to Carthage has a purpose, we can learn a lot here, of course the prerequisite is that we will also give something. "

Yue Lin was puzzled, "For example?"

"I see you go out every day like other people in the city, and I thought you knew..."

Canghe looked at Yuelin speechlessly, and then continued: "What you learn can help our city develop, and no one will know about it if you learn it secretly, and even if you know, Carthage will turn a blind eye to it. "

"Why is that?" Yue Lin looked at Cang He strangely, why is the ancient country like a holy mother who gave selflessly, Yue Lin did not believe that this country would be such a kind country...

"Why do you think the ancient country wants us to come here? As long as they find the things we know useful, they will also ask us to give them the method of making them!"

"I think it won't be long before they find you..."

Canghe felt the voices of thousands of troops wanting to move in his ears, thinking of the power of that terrifying bed crossbow, that mammoth that was shot, he immediately shuddered.He felt that the more he couldn't see through the witches of the Black Flame Tribe in front of him, the more he came to the witches.

Such a lethal weapon has never been heard of even in the ancient country of Carthage!What kind of place is the 'city' or 'country' where Yuelin used to live?And why, such a powerful 'city' and 'country' was destroyed, allowing Yue Linwu to flee?

Yue Lin sat down, his expression was not very good, it turned out that this is the purpose of the ancient country Carthage asking them to come, the power of the bed crossbow has long been famous all over the world, it is impossible for the ancient country not to know, as long as Carthage is not stupid as a weapon with great lethality , would ask Yan Bei how to make it.

Sure enough, he played a good game of chess. No wonder Carthage allowed the development of the surrounding cities, and even helped some cities develop. As long as the people in the cities have good things, they must give them to Carthage free of charge. Basically, you have to rely on your own ability to learn something, stealing? !

Yue Lin knows that the bed crossbow learned by Carthage will not be widely spread. After all, it is a sharp weapon for siege and defense. Carthage may let others learn his weaving skills, but it will never let others Weapons, something that might threaten him, let people all over the world know what he did.

Can only compromise?

Yue Lin gave a wry smile.

Sure enough, there is still no way.

This is a country, but Yanbei is just a city.

Three days later, as expected, people from Carthage came to find him.

It was a young man who came, his emerald green eyes were twinkling with stars, his fiery red hair was like fire, his fair skin was like a newborn baby, and there were a few tiny freckles on his cheeks. His smile made people feel kind.

Following behind the red-haired boy, Yuelin walked between the avenues, only to see the surrounding green trees surrounded by birds singing, vines are the best decorations in this courtyard.

In the main hall, the sound of water was gurgling, and the man was holding a wine glass and sitting on his throne.

If it's just an ordinary thing that doesn't need a man, but the power of the bed crossbow has been spread miraculously in the Zhongzhou area, and something that can shoot a mammoth is exciting to think about, and it has to attract the attention of the Marshal of Carthage.

When he came to the gate of a magnificent hall, the red-haired boy said in a soft voice, "Marshal Bo Jilie is inside, you go in quickly! Don't keep your lord waiting, he has a bad temper."

Yue Lin nodded, the clothes on his body had been replaced with the clothes worn by the ancient country witch. The white long gown wrapped Yue Lin's body, but it still made the young man feel uncomfortable. .

I didn't want to wear such clothes at first, but Cang He's reminder was still in my ears, all the witches in Carthage had to wear such clothes to show their respect to the ancestor gods of Carthage.

One arm is exposed outside to endure the cold wind, one hand is placed inside, and the arms must be linked, otherwise the fat sleeves will fall off immediately. Wearing such clothes will make you feel uncomfortable all over the body. It is better to wear linen!

Bo Jilie had a slight smile on his blue eyes, he stared at the person who walked in, a strange face, black hair and black eyes were very different from people of different colors in Carthage, he put down the The wine glass, with a cold voice, said: "Are you the witch of Yanbei City?"

"Yes, my lord." Yue Lin wanted to be as respectful as possible, but Marshal did not intend to let Yue Lin go.

"Why don't you kneel down?"

Yue Lin was stunned when he heard Bo Jilie's words. How many times has he kneeled since traveling so far?I don't know, and it doesn't matter anymore.

"...Sorry, it's my first time in Carthage, so I don't know the rules very well." Yue Lin knelt down on one knee, and Bo Jilie flashed a smile in his eyes, and said, "You are so interesting, you are obviously unwilling, but you kneel down again." So natural."

"...Marshal misunderstood, I am not reluctant."

Bo Jilie didn't seem to want to continue discussing this issue, he just smiled and said, "Get up."

Quint gave Bo Jilie a somewhat eager look, and reminded his friend to quickly ask about the making method of the bed crossbow, and nothing else matters.

Bo Jilie understood what his good friend was thinking, and stopped talking nonsense to Yue Lin, "I heard that during the Seven Cities War, you took 5000 people to defend Yanbei City."

The man's tone was flat and straightforward, and his expression couldn't tell what the man was thinking at the moment, so Yue Lin could only bite the bullet and nod back: "Yes."

"The power of the crossbow bed is good."

"Yes."

The point finally came.

"You know the reason why I came to you, you must hand over the method of making the bed crossbow." Bo Jilie slightly nodded his head and said, like an order.

Yue Lin, who had scolded him for a long time in his heart, was already prepared in his heart, but he was still upset when he saw the other party ordering him so superiorly.

With a smile on his face, but in his heart he was scolding this arrogant man in front of him, he was only about 35, but his domineering personality was really annoying!

……

The eyes that were still smiling just now have changed their faces, with a cold look on their faces.

"Quint." Seeing Yue Lin leaving, Bo Jilie called out to the people around him, "Is this Yue Lin Wu the Yan Bei who came later?"

"In less than two years, Bo Jilie, can't you take a good look at the information I gave you?" Quint raised his forehead and asked his friend.

But Bo Jilie said cheekily: "It's enough for you to see."

"Since he's a foreign witch, he shouldn't have much affection for Yanbei City, so try to find a way to keep him in Carthage."

"I'm afraid it's a bit difficult. He and the city lord of Yanbei City are a couple." Quint said with a shrug.

"Try it first, if it doesn't work, just kill it, Carthage doesn't need a potential threat."

"I'll make arrangements."

Kunt turned around and walked out of the gate. The Yue Linwu from the small country town came to his mind. He seemed to have seen this person before?

"But a little witch who has just changed from a tribe to a city, how could I have seen it?"

……

Thinking of the appearance of the little witch from Yanbei just now, Bo Jilie laughed. He looked pretty good, but unfortunately he had no choice but to kill him if he didn't want to stay.

Being able to manufacture a sharp weapon like a bed crossbow, Carthage has reason to keep this man and let him serve Carthage.

The night is slightly cool.

"Are you back?" Wu Chen pulled Yue Lin into his arms with concern, and felt relieved after confirming that Yue Lin was unharmed.

"Why see you alone? What did they say?"

Yue Lin: "I just asked about the production of the ballista, and also talked about our wolf, nothing else."

Wu Chen hugged Yue Lin and didn't speak. It turned out that after turning into a city, there was such a giant behind him. As long as it asked for it, it had to give it unconditionally, otherwise it could only be destroyed. What a domineering country, what a domineering Jiatai base.

The next day, before Yue Lin went out, he saw a familiar face appearing in front of him, it was the great nobleman of Carthage who had been by Bo Jilie's side yesterday.

"Hello, Yue Linwu, my name is Quint." Quint had an ordinary appearance. Although he tried his best to show his friendliness, he still couldn't hide the arrogance in his eyes.

Yue Lin knew that since he came to this country, he had to be looked at, ridiculed, and scorned by others all the time, but Yue Lin was already used to it at this time, not to mention that the person in front of him was a great nobleman of Carthage.

"Hello, Master Quint didn't know what's going on so early?"

Quint was taken aback, and wrote lightly: "Passing by."

"Then let's take a step ahead. Carthage is really a beautiful city. I haven't had a chance to take a good look at this city yet." Yue Lin pulled Wu Chen out, wanting to immediately get out of the sight of this fox-like man.

Seeing Yuelin leave, Quint frowned and said to himself, "Why doesn't this person seem to like talking to me?"

"Hey, my lord, may I help you?"

When Kunt heard the call, he was secretly satisfied, this is what those Zhongzhou people should look like!Shouldn't the Zhongzhou people rush to Carthage to curry favor and beg Carthage to take them?

This Yue Linwu really doesn't look like a Zhongzhou native!

Not like a Zhongzhou person? !

Quint was taken aback by his own thoughts.

"Those materials, this kid came to Yanbei Tribe suddenly, and then brought Yanbei Tribe to Zhongzhou suddenly. He was not from Zhongzhou! He was not from Yanbei Tribe either!"

"Damn, damn it!"

"I remember! I remember! That portrait! That portrait! The portrait drawn by the old witch!"